Datuk Lin was startled when he heard Ancestor call his name!
He did not dare let Ancestor address him as Datuk Lin, because "Datuk" was an honorific in Malaysia. But the person before him was his own Ancestor. How could he possibly let Ancestor call him Datuk? Heh heh!
So he immediately stated his name respectfully and emphasized it. He even felt a little delighted inside. He had not expected Ancestor to know his name. Did that mean some good deed was waiting for him today?
The worried look on his face instantly vanished. His brows relaxed, much of the weight in his heart lifted, and his expression became more at ease.
But in that brief moment, he looked up and swept his gaze around, only to break out in a cold sweat! The lighting had been poor, so although he had noticed a figure standing nearby, he had been too focused on meeting Ancestor to inspect his surroundings. He had simply listened to Ancestor's lecture.
Having just set aside his thoughts and begun wondering what good deed awaited him, he naturally raised his head to take a look. Yet he saw someone he had never expected to see.
The youngster who had chased him down was actually sitting opposite Ancestor. Hadn't he been captured by Ancestor? Could it be that Ancestor had let him go?
Why was this happening? Had his premonition been right? What was he supposed to do now?
Although he had not participated in the battle at the mountain gate before, nor had he been able to, he understood one thing clearly: Chen Mo was not someone he could deal with. Even if his own master had acted, the result would have been the same—defeat.
Chen Mo's abilities were terrifying. Even Ma Li, such a formidable